Zuo Lengchan was talking to Chongxu Dao Chang, and when he saw Murong Fu coming, he walked towards him with a confession, "Murong Gongzi is here, please take a seat." ”

There are a few chairs on the Feng Chan platform, in addition to Xuan Cheng and Chong Xu, there are a few people, seeing Zuo Lengchan's respectful attitude towards them, they should be some famous people, but unfortunately Murong Fu didn't recognize who was who after taking a closer look.

Murong Fu glanced at the empty chair in the middle, his mind moved, and he arched his hand towards Zuo Lengchan, "Zuo Zhangmen is too polite, you don't need to greet me, you are busy with yours." ”

As he spoke, he bypassed Zuo Lengchan, shook his body, and sat down.

Zuo Lengchan twitched his face fiercely, everyone knew that the chair in the middle was prepared for him, in addition to prestige and status, it was also a symbol of the master's family, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to be so faceless, and he sat down politely at all.

He was extremely jealous of Murong Fu, so naturally it was impossible to offend him for this trivial matter, so he had to say bluntly, "Son, please take care of yourself." ”

On the seat of the Hengshan faction, Yilin was relieved to see Murong Fu appear, and she was relieved for no reason, the previous uncle intended to drive Murong Fu away, so that she was worried, and I don't know whether she was worried about the safety of the Hengshan faction, or worried that Murong Fu would leave, or both.

"Little Master Yilin, which handsome person is your old man looking at, and his saliva is flowing out of it. Suddenly, a faint sour laughter sounded, but a bald head rushed to Yilin's side, looking like a monk, and his appearance was handsome, but the obscene and trivial face, coupled with the bone-lined eyes, really had nothing to do with the monks.

Yi Linden was startled, and subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, only to realize that she had been deceived, and glared at this person angrily, "If you want to die, you will deceive people." ”

The bald monk looked at her delicate and angry appearance, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while, Yilin in his eyes, has always been an innocent, humble and polite gentle woman, never showing such a little daughter posture, with his countless experience in reading women, this girl must be in love.

Thinking of this, a slight gloom flashed on the bald monk's face, and he laughed in a low voice, "Master, tell me which handsome talent you like, even if the disciple robs it, he will help you snatch it back." ”

Yi Lin was blushing by what he said, and hurriedly said, "You must not talk nonsense, I ...... I'm a monk, how can I ...... Would think about that kind of thing. ”

The more she behaved like this, the more it showed that she had moved her heart, and the bald monk secretly cursed in her heart, which god was the one who quietly won the heart of the little nun?

Although the two of them spoke quietly, they were both disciples of the Hengshan Sect, so they naturally listened to it completely, and they all looked sideways and whispered for a while.

"Tian Boguang," at this time, Dingyi spoke, "Don't talk nonsense, it will hurt my reputation in Hengshan." ”

It turned out that this bald monk was Tian Boguang, a flower thief known as "walking alone".

Two years ago, by chance, Tian Boguang kidnapped Yilin, but was rescued by Linghu Chong's clever tricks, that is, since then, Tian Boguang has been referred to as "master" or "little master" every time he sees Yilin, and often uses this as an excuse to wander near Heng Mountain.

At first, Dingyi was not accustomed to this person, and heard that he was a famous flower thief on the rivers and lakes, and led people to encircle and suppress several times, but this guy's martial arts are not bad, and the light skills are even better, and they can easily escape every time.

This time, Hengshan sent Songshan to Songshan and did not go with Tian Boguang, but he came to Songshan early to wait, and now he is naturally on the side of the Hengshan faction.

Tian Boguang's martial arts were higher than Ding Yi's, but he didn't dare to disobey at all, so as soon as she opened her mouth, she didn't dare to say anything more, her eyes rolled, and she quietly turned around and touched another corner.

......

Murong Fu sat on the main seat of the Fengzen platform, with Wudang Chongxu Dao Chief on the left and Master Xuancheng on the right.

For Xuan Cheng, Murong Fu has always had no good feelings, and he has no interest in talking, but he has a good conversation with Chongxu Dao.

"Dao Chief, I heard that Zhang Zhenren is in retreat again, and it is still a long pass, I don't know what kind of shocking martial arts the real person will create this time?"

"Haha, Murong Xiaoyou's words are a little insincere, even if Senior Brother Zhang really creates any martial arts, it is difficult to compare with the Murong family's Huanshi Water Pavilion. ”

Chongxu Daochang was instructed by Zhang Sanfeng in his early years, the relationship between the two is irreversible, it can be said that he is like-minded, and later Zhang Sanfeng created the Wudang faction, Chongxu Daochang did not want to think about it, and he merged Chongxuguan, which was already famous at that time, and the two were commensurate with brothers.

"The Taoist chief's words are wrong, and although the Shishui Pavilion is all-encompassing, and there are countless martial arts classics, if it comes to divine skills, I am afraid it cannot be compared with the Wudang faction. "Murong Fu was rarely humble.

In recent years, Zhang Sanfeng has frequently retreated, and I don't know whether it is a late bloomer or a lot of accumulation, not only has he created several unique skills in a row, but also his own skills have greatly improved, shaking the entire rivers and lakes.

Daoist Chongxu naturally knew that Murong Fu was testing him, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "Since Xiaoyou wants to know the situation of Senior Brother Zhang, why don't you go to Wudang Mountain in person, Senior Brother Zhang is open-minded, he will definitely not hide his secrets, maybe he will teach Xiaoyou, he has talked to you several times." ”

Murong Fu smiled, thinking that this son was so busy, how could he have time to go to Wudang Mountain.

While the two were talking, the Songshan disciples arranged everything, Zuo Lengchan climbed the steps, came to the highest place of the Fengzen platform, arched his hands in all directions, and raised his voice, "All friends are invited." ”

The wind at the top of Songshan Mountain was very loud, and everyone was talking about the world again, Zuo Lengzen's words mixed with this strong internal force rolled out, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, everyone instantly quieted down, and secretly said in their hearts, "What a deep internal force!"

Everyone looked at Zuo Lengchan together, only to see him clenching his fists and saying, "All friends can afford to look down on Zuo, Hui Ran is coming to Songshan, Zuo is grateful, thank you here." ”

As he spoke, he bowed in all directions.

The heroes were flattered and hurriedly returned the salute, with words such as "The master of the left alliance is polite" and "The head of the left does not have to be like this".

After Zuo Lengchan got up, he looked around, and then said, "Time is not waiting for me, Zuo will not go around in circles, presumably you have heard that Xiangyang City is in an emergency, once the city is broken, there is no barrier for thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, and my Han people are likely to fall into the hands of foreigners, so all the people of insight in the world rushed to Xiangyang City to assist Guo Daxia against the Mongol army." ”

As soon as these words came out, the heroes could no longer hold back, and they exchanged heads and ears, and there were many discussions.

Zuo Lengchan frowned, and pressed his hands weakly, but it had no effect.

Suddenly, a person spoke, "Dare to ask the leader of the Left Alliance, since people of insight in the world have rushed to Xiangyang City to help, why do you want to send the alliance leader order flag to gather everyone here, do you want to delay for some reason, and are you unwilling to support Xiangyang City?"

This was just the key point, and the internal strength of the person who spoke was not weak, so as soon as he spoke, everyone quieted down and waited for Zuo Lengchan to answer.

Zuo Lengchan secretly cursed in his heart, he was about to explain various reasons, but he asked someone to ask first, which inevitably lost some credibility.

Glancing at the direction of the Huashan faction without a trace, Zuo Lengchan said, "What this brother wants to ask is exactly what Zuo wants to say, the Songshan faction, as one of the righteous ways of martial arts, although the strength is not good, is also willing to do everything to guard my Han rivers and mountains, the reason why everyone is gathered here is to discuss a charter, after all, the city must be guarded, and the ancestral inheritance cannot be cut off in Zuo's hand, I believe that everyone here also thinks the same." ”

"The leader of the Left League is right. ”

"Yes, the city must be guarded, and the inheritance cannot be broken. ”

"Well said, do everything to protect my Han people's rivers and mountains. ”

......

The audience applauded, but soon someone questioned, "Dare to ask the leader of the Zuo Alliance what he means by this, is it that I am asked to leave some disciples to keep the inheritance, and the rest of the people go to Xiangyang City to resist the Mongol army?"

This was asked by Dingyi.

Zuo Lengchan glanced at the direction of the Hengshan faction, and said with a slight smile, "The master is too misunderstood, Zuo Mou didn't mean that." ”

"Then what do you mean?" Dingyi's tone was a little aggressive, she had long known what Zuo Lengchan had in mind, and the other factions also knew some, and at this moment, she still couldn't help but want to sing against him.

Zuo Lengchan secretly hated in his heart, but his face was silent, "Shitai, listen to Zuo's words, it's not too late to make a conclusion, Zuo means to integrate everyone's strength as much as possible, and exert ten percent of the combat power in the upcoming battle, so that it can resist the Mongolian army to the greatest extent, and will not wipe out the whole army, so that the sect will break the inheritance." ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and saw that they were about to ask questions again, Zuo Lengchan hurriedly said, "Everyone here is all good at martial arts, but I think you also know that we are not an army after all, and we may not be able to bargain with the Mongolian cavalry, and if we are not careful, we will be doomed. ”

"Hmph," Ding Yi's face was like frost, "Zuo Alliance Master, if you want to save the incense and leave a few elite disciples, why bother so much, you must know that our delay for the past two days has made many fellow people in the rivers and lakes laugh at us and have the heart to retreat." ”

A gloom flashed in Zuo Lengchan's eyes, and his face maintained an indifferent look, "Mrs. Shi's words are wrong, if you want to choose a group of disciples to stay, then how to decide who to keep and who not to stay? This will inevitably call the people to fight again, and it will also be true, and I will also say that my Wuyue Sword Sect is greedy for life and afraid of death, and besides, there are no eggs under the nest, if I wait for the whole army to be wiped out this time, what is the use of leaving a few disciples?"

"That is, what the leader of the Left Alliance said makes sense, there are no eggs under the nest. ”

"Yes, if there are fewer people, people will also say that my Wuyue Sword Sect is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

The crowd chimed in.